Mmm... Tasteh bunny digimon! Nice and pudgy too, eh? Make sure to enjoy him. >:3

Mm, yes, WereKuhnteemon knows how to pick his prey. :9

That he does, especially when a nice, broad belly usually gets some nice reactions when licked, poked, or nommed upon. ;3

Mmm yummy....

I knowwww! *Rubs his own huge belly.* ;3

You tease me so. TwT

But of course! It's my job. I'm the appointed interwebs tease.

Awww, then tease me all you want. );3

*Plants belly in face.* :D

*oomphs* eeYESSss. ^x^

Mweeee! *Pulls back long enough to stuff a pudgy Gazimon deep down into it, grinning as he smooshes his navel right back over your muzzle.* Mmmh... <3

*murfss as my nose is shoved back into your great belly, but this time I taste a distinct gazimon flavor and lap as far as I can reach for it*

*The lion pants deeply, your muzzle burying itself deep into his navel in search of the struggling Gazimon, who seems to be struggling less and less as he enjoys the scent of the feline bellybutton. Mitch strokes your head, pulling it to his thick gut, full of fat and any food he can get his paws on as you begin to lap at the soft belly of the Gazimon, his navel insides clenched around its arms and legs to hold it in place just for you.*

*Kuhntee' snout is enveloped by the fat around your naval as he pushes deeper. Muffled slurping noises are heard from within as well as gurgles and groans from the soft, full lion gut. Mixed flavors reached Kuhntee's tongue...a yummy mixture of lion and gazimon, as he licked and nibbled the digimon.*

*Mitch moans as he feels the Gazimon do the same, the rabbit-like digimon enjoying your nibbles and tasting quite a bit, thrusting its own stomach against your maw, enough for you to pull him forward and devour him as intended. Mitch is literally in bliss as he falls to his knees, pulling you tightly against his fat belly, that navel hole flavorful enough to cause you to do so much wonderful licking, the lion enjoying every nibble and swipe of your thick tongue on his tasty flesh.*

*Kuhntee hears more groans all around him as the gazimon makes it's way down is gullet; the gulp sending a big wave back down the walls of fat surrounding him. The wiggling digimon in his belly accompanied by a delicious shove from Mitch outside pushed Kuhntee further on. He let his tongue loll out and slide against the soft walls taking him in.*

*That sheer feeling of joy runs through Mitch as he feels you gulping down your willing prey, the Gazimon now in its warm, soft home for the next few hours before it becomes part of you. The lion chuckles to himself, letting you continue to taste his succulent bellybutton walls with your thick tongue as you are slowly pulled into the pit of his navel, scented heavily with the Gazimon's preyish smell. He scratches along your back happily as he feels you nosing in and probing every corner of his fat innie with your tongue as more and more of it comes into range.*

*The digimon in my belly holds me in place and keeps me from moving back. Like I'd wanna do that. (;9) Kuhntee scoots his paws up and pushes him self in as much as he can; pawing and grabbing at your fat.*

*Mitch groans, his navel stretching much faster with your help pushing, even that big gut of yours sliding down through the hole with relative ease. Mitch smirks and helps to push you in, feeling your bloated stomach slide against the saliva-coated walls of his big button, your tongue still feeling wonderful as he feels it and your muzzle smooshing into the thick fat wall of the back of his bellybutton, the knot of his navel lined with creases and valleys loaded with his scent and that of the Gazimon he'd stuffed in earlier. Mitch tenses his stomach muscles behind, making the wall stiffen, and then unclenches them to let it soften again, making it rub nicely against your hungry muzzle as the last bit of your legs slip in, only your paws and tail hanging outside his enormous navel.*

*I begin to inch my way in. I feel you put some pressure on me and I slide in almost effortlessly inside; my digimon filled belly squeezing over the entrance way.I can cool air outside on my paw feet. I moan at the sudden tenseness of everything around me and I feel the end of you belly rubbing against my nose. My toes wiggle in reacton to the immense pleasure. The back wall of your navel smells delicious and I try to get a good taste of it before you loosen up again.*

*Mitch giggles and keeps his navel taut just for you, letting you lap and lick up every little bit of flavor, even arching his back so the soft wall presses to your lips, soft bumps of lion flesh with just a light layer of fur teasing your maw as you search out his delectable taste. Mitch smirks and pushes your paws in with a finger on each, leaving you totally inside of him, his navel opening closing to a normal-looking size behind you as he lays back at last and groans, his stomach full of a huge WereKuhnteemon bulge! He begins rubbing his belly, making the navel walls press in to massage your stuffed stomach as well, in the wonderful bellybutton chamber.*

*The amount of pressure on Kuhntee's body is unbearable to take. Unbearable as in it's driving him over the edge. He begins to kiss, lick and nibble every bit of flesh infront of him. He feels his paws slide into the rest of chamber and your paws rubbing all over him from the outside. The gazimon in his belly hasn't stopped moving, the movements making Kuhntee's stomach buldge and wiggle against Mitch's fa.*

*Mitch's belly is sending him waves of euphoria as he lays back, unable to do anything but groan and rub his paws over his quivering, clenching belly. The navel walls grow tighter and cozier, fitting to your body, the feeling of the Digimon within the Digimon inside of him driving his bellybutton to hug around his friend, keeping you snuggled in, with plenty of fat navel to keep your enjoyment piqued. In addition, the walls begin to glow with a silver, luminous light. Slowly, your soft tum begins to get softer and bigger as Mitch rumbles happily, using his powers to make you even more nice and fat! The effect spreads slowly through your limbs, chunkifying your arms and legs a bit, plumping out the pads on your paws, and chubbing up those cheeks on your face as well, the effect having a comforting feeling on your entire self. Mitch purrs his thanks as you continue to lavish his navel with your maw, that licking tongue drawing flavorful sweat from the walls of his bellybutton, even rubbing off a bit of the fur for a clear lick at the smooth skin beneath.*

Silly rabbit Gazimon. There's just no getting away once WereKuhnteemon gets a hold of ya

Fufufufuu, there's only one place you're going after that. ):3

tricky tricky digi kuhntee